Circling the Wagons

Which meant that it wasn’t such a good day for these boys. Not a good day at all.

And yeah–that’s the view from our seats. Nothing like being able to actually hear the players, but I digress. While it was a sad day for Patriots Nation, it was, indeed, a fantastic day for Idiot Nation (thanks Mr. Rockstar for giving me a name for y’all).

Yes–I’m not dressed in Bills or Patriots gear, but that was on purpose. I was trying to stay in fully neutral territory; mission accomplished. But my sister and b-i-l weren’t so neutral . . .

No sir–they fully embraced their surroundings (I think the stories about crazy Bills fans had them convinced that the prudent and safe thing to do was to root for the home team). But Ralph Wilson Stadium did them no harm.

Of course, they didn’t go all out like this gentleman did, but that’s okay. Maybe next game?

While the game started off slowly with some questionable players on the field . . .

. . . it soon turned into a nail-biter.

My poor Mr. lost his voice singing his heart out . . . HEEAAEEAAY . . . HEEAAEEAAY . . . LET’S GO BUFFALO! . . . LET’S GO BUFFALO! And then he found himself looking at this. And memories of Wide Right came flooding back. Could this time be different? Could the Bills really end a 15-game losing streak?!